“Mishanda’s” 30 days are up on OD, so now it’s “Robin’s” turn.

Right after my last entry, in popped Marie.

Forgot about that Estee Lauder skin serum sample I ordered. It arrived yesterday. The Cashmere Mist perfume sample I also got is gorgeous.

Got my lowest sleep score of 82. I woke up a lot. Sometimes I was too hot, other times just because, and twice I had to pee. However, I’m not that tired.

The “dream people” didn’t send me any good ideas while I slept, so I’m going to do a mix of things. Maybe see if I can flesh out the not-so-innocent girl who needs police protection, see where the superhuman serial killer takes me, and share parts of my bio on PB.

When I was mentioning to Tom how I wondered if dogs were left outside to bark all the time in Florida, he had a good point when he brought up the fact that most Floridians aren’t from there any more than most Arizonans. Tom was one of the very few natives I met while living in Arizona. He also pointed out that people tend to move to Arizona when they’re younger as opposed to Florida. Yeah, 26 is pretty young. So our future neighbors are going to take whatever habits they’ve had in their previous states, depending on where they’re from. In other words, even though many northeasterners who consider dogs pets move to Florida when they get older, with our luck we’ll get stuck next to someone from Arizona or California who won’t let their dogs indoors, something I’ve never understood unless it’s a trained guard dog. Why get a dog if you’re just going to toss it outside and leave it there? Yet it’s the norm in the West, like it or not.